As you know, my car accident was on Thursday, April 6th. I was pretty out of it for the first couple of days. Several friends and family were wonderful and came over with food. I barely remember them being here. To give you an example, the woman who did my taxes called on that Friday to tell me that my taxes were done, and I have absolutely no recollection of talking to her. Apparently I told her that I would be there on Monday to sign the paperwork. Yeah. I don’t remember that at all. It’s funny to think about now.
The week after my accident, I was still presenting some problems, like wooziness, dizziness, memory loss, and being overall loopy. I felt like I was constantly out of it, basically like I had several cocktails. You know the feeling….head can’t stay still, feel like you are spinning, quick thinking goes out the window, can’t get your words out right. So I made an appointment with my regular doctor. I told her of my symptoms and asked if I could go see a neurologist. I also needed a note for my school. You see, in order to stay compliant with my school district, if I was to go back to school anytime after Thursday, April 13th I had to have a doctor’s note. I didn’t have a medical background, but I definitely knew I was NOT ready to go back to school. Have you been around elementary kids recently? You have to be on your toes. You have to think fast. You have to act like you know what you’re doing. I felt like I was drunk all the time. Me on my toes and think fast? That was not going to happen. My doctor agreed with me and luckily got me in to see the neurologist that very day. They were going to squeeze me in. I had God’s favor, that’s for sure.
The neurologist was absolutely wonderful. She had me to do these tests (close your eyes and touch your nose, walk one foot in front of the other, etc)…basically tests that they make you do if they think you’ve been driving intoxicated. At least that’s what I’ve seen on TV. I thought this was ironic since I was feeling drunk and loopy. She said that I had developed something called post-concussive syndrome. It can affect people differently, causing headaches, memory loss, dizziness, wooziness, and other symptoms. She said that my body would heal, but I needed to rest and give it time. She wanted me to stay home and rest for at least 2 weeks. Then she would re-evaluate me and hopefully allow me to go back to work, part-time.
At first, I would notice that I couldn’t even sit on my couch normally. I had to sit with my head resting on the back on the couch or I would woozy. Sitting at my dining room table would cause me to get woozy, especially if I was sitting while leaning forward. I would feel like I was going around and around in circles. It was THE weirdest feeling.
Going to Kroger or Target become the most exciting thing ever! But I would dizzy when I was putting the items from my cart onto the conveyor belt. You wouldn’t think about it, but you move back and forth, back and forth when doing that. I would feel like the room was spinning. And another time I felt dizzy was transferring the wet clothes from the washer to the dryer. That back and forth motion again.
Being forced to stay at home…you think it would be awesome. You could watch movies, read books, do those Pinterest projects around the house that you’ve been putting off. Not me. Reading books makes me woozy. I can’t do any Pinterest projects because I’d be leaning forward too much. Anything strenuous thinking wears me out, and I get really tired. So it’s been a lot of TV for me. Reality TV shows, daytime talk shows, and new shows I’ve never watched before. I’m getting cabin fever, big time. I miss talking to people and laughing with people. I’ll call my friends in the middle of the day just to chat with them, but they are at work and can’t talk very long. I constantly check Facebook and Pinterest and my email. I miss people. Luckily my three dogs keep me company at home all day, but they haven’t learned to talk back, well except Maisy. She “talks” a lot, but I have no idea what she’s saying except that she wants a treat.
I’ve been wanting to do accomplish one of my adventures from My Freedom List. I was so disappointed that I didn’t get to go to the zoo that Sunday after my accident, which was my actual birthday. I haven’t even celebrated my birthday yet. I will. But I’d like to feel “normal” when I celebrate it, not feeling like I’ve had several cocktails when I haven’t even actually had one. What’s the fun in that? So I was looking at my list, and I have found one thing I can do while I’m still stuck at home this week. Watch Dr. Zhivago. My stepmom is going to come over one day this week, and we are going to watch it together. Yeah! I’m so excited to be able to cross something off my list besides “start a blog”. I’ll let you know what I think about it. I’ve heard it’s a long, long, long movie and a little depressing. Did I mention long? But I’ve been to Russia, and I really want to see it. Hence, why I included it on my list. After the depressing movie, we might just have to watch My Big Fat Greek Wedding or Better Off Dead, two of my favorite comedies ever. They always put me in a good mood. Ta ta for now!